I don’t see any signs of gun shot wounds, but it’s still possible.
I drive to the very end, far away from the little family. Cassie and Sunshine get out and play “fetch the stick”. I find a nice table near a wooded area, put down a blanket on the table, and place a can of meat, a bag of chips, and a can of fruit. I open everything up and call Cassie over, and she runs over and sits on the other side, but Sunshine comes up to my side. She sits on her rump, wags her tail, and grins at me with an open mouth. It’s at that point I realize that we don’t have any dog food.
“Okay, but don’t get used to this. We’ll pick you up some dog food soon,” I empty out one of the cans of meat onto a paper towel and put it on the grass for her to eat.
“We need to find her some water too.”
“Good idea. Make sure she goes to the bathroom,” I grin. I love to hand out chores as long as I don’t have to do any. Cassie rolls her eyes at me.
We eat lunch, and Cassie takes care of Sunshine while I clean up. I notice that the dog ate the paper towel along with the meat, but hopefully that won’t hurt her.
What’s weird is that I’m kind of excited we’re in Colorado. I mean, I’ve never done that before – made a big decision like moving to another state and having it happen; not having to ask permission of anybody else – just deciding, hey. this is what I’m going to do and doing it.
Pretty cool. I could get used to this.
I wonder what other things I will get to decide. Like what our house will look like, how the lab will be, where we wind up?
I grin and get into the Jeep.
I think we’re about two hours away from the Garden of the Gods. I’ve done my best to stay away from the towns, even though we’ve had some very boring scenery. I crest a hill, and notice a nice grassy area to the side and pull off onto it. We all get out of the Jeep for a good stretch and I walk to the edge of the grassy area, drinking from a water bottle.
The edge is actually the edge of a cliff, not so high that I feel nervous but high enough to give me a beautiful view of the land below. It is more grassland, with a few rolling holls, and one or two trees.
And a black truck with four doors and a horse trailer attached to the back.
“People. Look, Delilah, adults!” Cassie points, and now I see them too. It looks like three adults in all, and a young boy, all near one of the trees.
“Cassie, wait!” I say, but I really should give up on that, because she never listens anyways. She and Sunshine are already part way down a tiny bit of a path leading down the side of the cliff. I look at the group, and I can’t say why I’m nervous, but my heart is pounding, and something about the whole group doesn’t feel right.